[ Featuring DUNZA ]
Aye yo'
Aye yah'
Aye Yah'
Right, right, right, right, right
Woe this just gettin' out of hand, girl
I'm back, eh
Where was your man, girl?
He gone!
And I know it's hard to, be in charge
Military youths them want us be
But then we just kill it all off in call-of-duty
Kill it all off..
Them hot-kaka
Them just talkin' bout what?
Aye, I'm back I just sip' Higher
There not sippin' wit-cha
I'm ah..
I'm just, I'm just, I'm just.. amhonest, what?
I ain't amish, but I'm just flippin' all these grasses
I'm feeding cows and these horses
I even got a few asses, uh
My dope don't run out
No, it don't
I float
I don't sink
No, hoe, run from Me
I ain't need your f*ckin' hoe grease
I don't need yo' moo-f*ckin' hoe grease
I don't need you
I don't need you
I seen you in the streets when I drove by
But I was on my way to chick-fil-A
I saw your hoe greasy ass when I was drivin' by in my Cadillac
Getting chick-fil-A
Yah, Mmm
Me still like Mary Brown's taters, you know
Yah, but me nah really like
Mixture inna me grease
You know when them ah-put fish, and them ah-put
Whatever business them wanna fry' in grease
Me just want ah.. kmt
Can me just get chicken?
Just some good chicken?
Yo, It's a dilemma
I'm back
I'm cold, cold like December
But I, keep her hot under-covers
And she know she's my umbrella from this acid rain
She my umbrella from this acid rain
She my umbrella
Ella, Ella
She my umbrella
Ella, Ella, Ella
She my umbrella from this acid rain
Acid rain
She my um-brella, e-ell A
I just get the
Get the steaks
Steaks
Steaks on my plate, Jordan Peterson
I, I, I, I got some problems
I, I, I, I got some problems
I, I, I, I.. oh I don't know
I, I got, I got some problems
I don't know..
I don't, I don't know
I got some
Ayo'..
But I'm
H-O-P
H-O Pop
Pop yo, pop yo, pop yo, pop
I pop yo, pop yo, pop yo pop
I pop yo, pop, pop, pop, pop-the-so-duh
Popped a, popped a, popped a, popped cha-pop, pop,
Pop-cha
They got a monopoly up-on this f*ckin' pop down here
Them got the, pop, pop, pop-masons
Sellin', pop, pop, pop
Dem-de pop, pop, pop-da
Rrrr P-O-P at cha-bop
Damn they took my niggas again, pop pop..
Damn they took my niggas again
But these pop pop pop niggas singing pop pop pop pop pop
Singing Pop, Pop, Pop
And these pop niggas singing all this pop pop Pop, pop Pop Pop
A-Yo, where Tupac? Pac Pac Pac
A-Yo, where Tupac? Pac
Where Where Tupac? Pac
Where Where Tupac?? pac
Where Where Tupac???
Where 2pac & Biggie????
A-Yo, where 2pac!
Where where Christopher OUR-BIGGIE?
Aye WHERE?
Pop, pop, pop
These f*ckin' pop niggas
These, these f*ckin'
These f*ckin' crop-niggas
These f*ckin' uh
These down and they way too-off niggas, Uh
The Pop, the pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
You uncle-ruckus
Them ah-bad-mind murderer (and you know it)
You p-p-pop niggas, takin' my air
Air-wav's, my air, i..
Sometimes it's hard to breathe out here
From this moo-f*ckin' nuclear air
These f*ckin' pop niggas
These f-soft-niggas
These drop-niggas
All these ride around with that drop-down (top) Y
And they suckin' all that brown cock out-there-in the burrow (Satan, you're dead to Me)
You dutty-lil
He movin' like a hero
You f*cking pussy
You f*cking pussy
You f*cking pussy
You f*cking pussy
That's just the truth though
If you trying to find that, Fre-edom go find your PUSSY
And f*ck what they talking about
Aye, f*ck what they talking about
Aye, f*ck.. kmt
Shut up
F*ck you
F*ck, them a murder
Remember what Me-say
If it wasn't for people today
Me a-Be sittin' in-a-beach somewhere
But Me-a born in this world
And them say me have to work, work, work, work, but them not teach me about money
Me have to work, work, work, work, but them never teach me about money
Them never even tell me it's fake..
But them never teach me
Them.., them want me work, work, work, work, work, work, get in debt to them
The same system that teach We
Listen, them want us to get in debt to the same system that Teaches We (f*ckry/slavery)
